After the holidays, most of the students have already started to prepare for the fourth and sixth grade exams in December.

Fu Jiayu's fourth level has not yet passed.

Now he's a senior and only has two chances.

Fu Jiayu vowed to pass the test this time.

However, when he looked at the fourth-level real question in front of him, he was immediately deflated.

"Why is English so hard?" Fu Jia lay on the table coyly, not wanting to write at all.

These letters are annoying to look at, and my head is dizzy.

Fu Jiayu looked sideways at the person next to him: "It's so difficult, Brother Shi, you can help me." ”

Shi Yi glanced at him lightly: "I'm not available." ”

He had a pencil in his hand and seemed to be drawing.

Fu Jiayu leaned over curiously to take a look.

He was actually drawing a costume design, or a women's clothing design, which had a bit of antique elements.

"Brother Shi, why have you been interested in designing clothes lately? I've never seen you have this hobby before. ”

They obviously studied interior design, when did he change to fashion design?

Shi Yi said lightly: "I participated in a competition." ”

He said that the competition was a fashion design competition on campus, and he was inspired after seeing Gu Chu's Hanfu photos a few days ago, so he signed up for it.

"Oh." Fu Jiayu didn't ask too much, and continued to fight with his real questions.

It took Fu Jiayu two hours to finally finish a roll.

He counted the scores, and then slammed on the table without love.

With such a few points, he paid the registration fee for this year in vain.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to find someone to make up for it.

He doesn't believe in evil, and he must pass the test this time.

However, the small amount of money he earned so hard is going to be gone.

Woo, Fu Jiayu sighed deeply.

He immediately posted a message on the campus network to find a teacher.

Someone replied very quickly.

Fu Jiayu found a name that was pleasing to the eye and made an appointment with him to meet.

The next afternoon.

Fu Jiayu went to the library, and he held a pencil in his hand as a joint code.

A few minutes later, a girl walked up to him.

Fu Jiayu looked at her.

Hey? It seemed a little familiar, he suddenly remembered, Fan Xiaoxi.

He had delivered her takeaway a few times before, and she was a cute girl.

Fan Xiaoxi looked at him: "Are you the one who is looking for someone to tutor English?" ”

Fu Jiayu was taken aback: "You are just small rice?" ”

"It's me." Fan Xiaoxi nodded calmly.

Fu Jiayu saw the pencil in her hand and finally confirmed that she was right.

What kind of fate is this?

"Sit down." Fan Xiaoxi looked businesslike, "How many points did you score in the last exam?" ”

Fu Jiayu scratched his head: "Uh, a little more than three hundred." ”

"How much more?"

"Three hundred and one."

Fan Xiaoxi was a little speechless, it was really a little more.

"How much did you pass the college entrance exam?"

“…… Three hundred and one. ”

Fan Xiaoxi raised his forehead: "Then let's try it for a while and see the effect." ”

"Okay."

"Show me what you did."

Fu Jiayu handed her the real questions he had done yesterday.

Fan Xiaoxi opened it and looked at it seriously.

After a while, Fu Jiayu said weakly: "That, is it okay to charge cheaper?" ”

"Okay, friendship price, 50% off."

Fu Jiayu was very happy and saved another amount of money.

Fan Xiaoxi continued: "But I have one condition, I will give priority to my takeaway in the future. ”

"No problem."

After understanding the situation, Fan Xiaoxi made a plan for him.

And he was asked to strictly follow the plan.

Fu Jiayu nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, if you don't do it this time, I won't take money."

"Really?".

"Of course."